The Bonds Of Life Saga

The Otter And Her Penguin

Opposite species.

Opposite personalities.

Same bond.

Some Info:

This will be my first non-self insert, non-OC overloaded and true to Skilene, story. I thought the idea of someone special suddenly is in trouble of getting transferred is pretty cool, so that's what we're doing here. Their pairing had been hinted all over the show, and the most we've gotten is how they hold and look at each other in the episode "Miss Understanding". I may make a series out of this, maybe.

Summary:

Since the first time they met, they both knew something sparked between them. The guy: a tough commando bird who does not take defeat as an option. The girl: a sweet and understanding mammal who sees the positive side of life. However, both have never confessed their feelings to each other. Will their untold bond be strong enough to overcome the challenge that will soon occur?

Disclaimer:

I do not own The Penguins of Madagascar. It belongs to Tom McGrath, Eric Daniels, DreamWorks Animation and Nickelodeon. I only own my own OCs (If there will be any).

A/N: Hello everyone! For sometime, I had wanted to write a Skilene story, but I had no inspiration for the storyline, so now I do, and here is the intro! I really hope you all enjoy this new story and well, I hope we enjoy the ride! I will try to make a cover for this, but if I haven't and you don't see one on this story, feel free to ask me if you want to give it a go. Oh, and the un-bolded, italic sentence under the title is the logline! If you don't what that is, it's basically the tagline, but for books and movies!

If anyone has a better sounding logline, then feel free to send it to me and if I like it, I'll change it and give you credit for it…and a virtual cookie! Enjoy!

Introduction:

Trust

"Jump Marlene! I promise I'll catch you!"

I yelled out to her, my flippers at the ready. She was so out of reach and moving so fast, it was our only option left. I know I can catch her, but it was so risky. To make matters worse, our plane was running out of fuel, fast. Can't anything go right?

She had to do it.

It's now or never.

"I...I can't! It's too far! I'll never make it!" she replied fearfully. I could actually see the fear in her eyes. It was so intense, so real. She backed up a few steps back, making me even more nervous and afraid.

"Marlene! Please! I'm...I'm scared too," I tried, hoping it would help her gain courage. "But you need to jump! It's the only way!"

"I...I don't want...to lose you," I confessed. She instantly calmed down and was about to say something, but the loud screech of a metal door being forced open sounded out, causing her to turn and look.

"Hurry! She's escaping!" said a voice beyond the door. Claws gripped the door as it was being forced against the weight of random items blocking it.

"Marlene!" I said, catching her attention. "JUMP!" She clearly gulped when she backed up and started running towards us to get as much air as she could. Just as she did, the blocked door crashed open and dozens of lobsters dashed their way towards her as she neared the climax of her jump.

Then, she did it. She jumped.

"SKIPPER!"

96 hours earlier...

Skipper's Log, August 21 2016:

Today was, well, a rather eventful day if I say so myself.

It was Marlene's birthday.

I know I don't really go to parties and such, but what can I say? She's my best friend, I guess, so why would I say no? Maybe for Ringtail's parties, but not for the one I...uh scratch that.

Well, the boys really enjoyed themselves, both from the party and helping Marlene decorate her habitat for the occasion. The larger mammals had to be outside, so we decorated the outside of her habitat too.

*Sigh*. Marlene. Such a lovely name. I know I keep saying in my latest logs how I adore her. I mean, I kinda like her like her, but I'm ACTUALLY afraid that she doesn't like me like me, so I'm keeping this secret under wraps until the time is right.

And I have the feeling that it will be coming soon.

I turned my voice log off, which was an old, magnetic voice recorder that was as big as myself. I did this routine every Sunday night; make a voice log about our progress. Usually it would be about our training or our missions and such, but it seems to have become my personal diary.

I put my log back in its place, which is classified information, and headed up for fresh air. It was around midnight so I moved quietly out of Kowalski's lab and up the ladder so as not to wake the boys up. We had important training tomorrow so I needed them up bright and early.

I carefully moved the fishbowl out of the way and climbed out. Thank god Ringtail's not having another one of his 'late night parties'. If he was, I would not be able to get some peace and quiet.

I stared out at the stars and tried to find my star; the one I loved from when I was a kid. Then, my eyes laid on a big, bright, star burst-shaped star. It was my favourite one when I lived back in Antarctica, all before everything became complicated.

Johnson's parents used to tell us that when we wanted to find love, a topic I don't want to start on with what's happening now, the one we should look for is our soul mate; the one we were destined to be with. There were multiple ways to find them as she said. One of my favourites is that soul mates share the same star.

"*Sigh*, it's just a bunch of mumbo jumbo," I told myself, shaking the memory out of my head. "Hmm, I wonder which star is Marlene's favourite?" I asked in my head, looking back up at the sky to try and guess which was her's.

A subtle scraping sound then manifested behind me. I turned to see a half-asleep Private looking at me quizzly. "Skippah? Is everything...*yawn*...alright?" he asked.

I nodded. "Just fine young Private." I stood up from where I sat and waddled over to him. "Just getting some fresh air."

"Oh, ok," he replied. He climbed back down to let me enter the HQ as well. When I made it down, Private was already back in his bunk, fast asleep. I smiled and climbed into my own bunk, ready for a good night's rest.

"Good night boys," I whispered, mostly to myself. "And goodnight Marlene."

A/N: Ok, I can already imagine people reviewing saying Skipper's OOC, but it seems a bit true. Most of the time, you think you know someone very well, but in reality, you only know half, and this is very true in Skipper's case. None of us, except the creators of POM themselves, knows how Skipper REALLY is and what he tries to mask with his position and his attitude. Sometimes he's all serious and paranoid, then the next, friendly and calm. So, using whatever I know and seen, this is what I think he does when he thinks nobody is looking.

But, the creators of POM know better, so this is only my theory. It's more of a 'star-crossed' thing if you know what I mean. Plus, the first half of this is a little teaser for the climax. R&R!